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Me and him
I am the follower
And he laughed at me
Teased me and called me crazy
He exposed his lovers
Told stories of his past
I watched him
He turned a blind eye on me
As he hid in shadows
I waited for him to come out
Through his anger he sent a hot flush
In his strength he covered me in blues
But my love for him is saintly
He can act like he doesn’t know me
My smiles will depend upon his ups and downs
I am the sunflower and he is my sun
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